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Poems - Michael Goodnight - Editor

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All her tender limbs with terror shook."Ona, pale and weak,To thy father speak!Oh the trembling fear!Oh the dismal careThat shakes the blossoms of my hoary hair!"THE SCHOOLBOYI love to rise on a summer morn,When birds are singing on every tree;The distant huntsman winds his horn,And the skylark sings with me:Oh what sweet company!But to go to school in a summer morn, --Oh it drives all joy away!Under a cruel eye outworn,The little ones spend the dayIn sighing and dismay.

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